12/20/2012

And Borders Is Now Out of Business

Story Sent in by Joshua:

After our first date dinner, Eleanor and I wound up in a Borders bookstore. We browsed together at first, then we became separated. After a little bit, she found me and asked, "Ready to go? I got everything I came here for."

She wasn't carrying any bags, and I asked her, "What'd you get?"

"Some holiday shopping. Come on."

She hurried us out, and we sat down in a nearby food court. She said, "I got you something."

That was nice of her. She reached into her purse and pulled a little horoscope book, the little ones they sell as impulse buys next to the register, and handed it to me. It was for a Taurus.

I said, "Thanks. I'm Aries, though."

She took it back and handed me an Aries one. I took it and half-joked, "Did you buy one for each sign?"

She said, "I, well, I have one for each, except for Sagittarius. They were out."

I asked, "You did buy them, though, right?"

She said, "Look, it's a major chain and I work one part-time job. Do you know how much the CEO of Borders makes a year?"

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